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I’ve been reading lately that a lot of people have been becoming depressed comparing their when-will-this-ever-be-over life with the apparently Sweepstakes Winner-worthy lives of their friends and family, which they read about on social media. To help remedy this, and make my friends and family feel good–indeed, ecstatic –about their lives, I offer this snapshot […]

If you believe, as I do, that dogs have a purpose in our lives, we need not quibble over whether they come to us intentionally or with certain latent intentions, the former being a spirit world matter, and the latter being a mutually beneficial arrangement of human and canine desires. With Franny, I easily fell […]

Originally posted on mylifewithwieners: Sometimes when I’m watching the Sunday morning talk shows, Franny joins me on the couch with her favorite bone. She brings it along because I once said, with great passion, ” Now I really have a bone to pick with Stephanopoulos!” (Franny’s smart, but there always seems to be a weird disconnect…

Originally posted on mylifewithwieners: The day after the government shutdown, I noticed Franny morosely mooching around in her blanket nest. Quickly, as I have been trained to do, I flipped her a rawhide chewy, thinking that’s what she was hunting for. She didn’t even look at it, just kept harrumphing around and around, until her…

Originally posted on mylifewithwieners: I stepped out of my life for a moment this afternoon, and what I saw was not pleasant. At least for my ego. I know, I know, I’ve been on a quasi zen-Buddhist-Jedi mission to kill off my ego for some time now, actually since my thirties when I had that…

Sometimes when I’m watching the Sunday morning talk shows, Franny joins me on the couch with her favorite bone. She brings it along because I once said, with great passion, ” Now I really have a bone to pick with Stephanopoulos!” (Franny’s smart, but there always seems to be a weird disconnect when she tries to […]

Something Wagging This Way Comes, one of my favorite blogs, set me to thinking when she broached the subject of matching dog breeds to people on her blog the other day. I mean, really, what does owning a Wiener dog say about you? What if you own SIX of the little…you know….effers? I thought, and […]

“OK, this is really not a good time to do this.” “I really don’t want to do this right now.” “Hellooo!” “Maybe if I lick his hand….he’ll hear me.” “Maybe if I lick…..yummmmm! …..my nose……he’ll hear me.” [wiener logic] “Maybe if I bite his hand…” “PLEEEAASE can I get down now!! I reaaaalllly have to […]

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It was just supposed to be one little dog. Our daughter had just had a baby boy, so I wanted a baby boy dog. What could be more natural? We got Fritz. More about him later. We got Franny when we decided Fritz needed a girlfriend that wasn’t a stuffed German Shepard. More about that later too. When it turned out mating skinny little Fran with Big Fritz may be problematic, we got little Izzy. After that, something happened to my brain. Someday they’ll discover a new law of physics that says a grouping of three dachshunds in close proximity to humans creates molecules in the human brain that attract like to like and so if you have three Wieners you naturally have to go for 4,5, and 6. That would be Mokie, Mercedes and Phoebe. My husband likes to tell everyone we have “Six F%#**@G dogs in the kitchen”. He’s from the Midwest. They have barns. I’m from California. Our houses ARE our barns. We’ve been married forever and this argument still comes up. Even though it’s pretty obvious the Wieners won long ago.

This is my life. You’re welcome to take a peek whenever you want to feel better about your own. Or maybe you have Wiener dogs too and need some bucking up. Or just a laugh to get you through your day. You’ll learn a lot about how dogs think. I know, because Franny (HBIC) got into my head a few years ago and refuses to leave. Of course, that is the ultimate goal of all dogs. You may also discover here that the typical dog training manual is different from Wiener reality. A lot different It’s taken a world of experience with my Wiener pack to figure that one out.

At any rate, my stories of Life with Wieners are all true. I can’t make this stuff up. If you have Wieners, you’ll understand and feel right at home. If you don’t, you get to feel superior. And that’s ok. We all have to give back something.